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right here on the edge

right here on the edge.
of a rock and a soft place.
took myself for a walk.
talked myself down.
took a taken wake,
ripped out from my
pelvic blade, electric
shock waves - hello,
up and down the bones,
leg bones,
arm bones,
brain bones,
bone bones,
break fast fit bones,
shaken flakes hit (bones)
 toes moan.
it's too cold here,
i'll take off my crown.
put down the long-armed
distancing sceptre.
i'll find the little sun's sleeping patch
and stare into soft nothing,
shiny warm reminding me -
 - i'm no alien,
just a little human baby.
curious, trying and sometimes
crying.

 

 

(2022)

 

don't despair ►

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